The Tender Palm of Mr. Shofu

A royal decree made Shen Yanzhi, the number one scholar from a poor family, as his son-in-law. After three years of cold marriage, everyone said that Cen Yunshu was a widow - Shen Shoufu still had Bai Yueguang and Lin Wan in his heart, and he had always been cold and distant towards her. Until that rainy day, she stood under the eaves of Buzhuang and saw him walking slowly with an umbrella to protect Lin Wan, his fingertips gently brushing away the raindrops in his hair. It was something she had never seen before. Heartbroken, she handed over the letter of reconciliation: "Shen Yanzhi, let's reconcile." He frowned and threw Heli Shu back: "Don't make trouble." He thought she was playing hard to get again, but he didn't expect that she really left. He vacated the main courtyard and set up shop in the village. He smiled brightly and stood beside him the young general Gu Yanchen who was as gentle as jade. Shen Yanzhi panicked. Since then, the capital has gained an additional sight— "Have you heard? Shen Shoufu squatted in front of Buzhuang for half the night yesterday!" "That's nothing. Mr. Chief Assistant has taken over the entire Yunjin Street and said that Madam likes it." "Hey, when General Gu went to Buzhuang this morning, he was made angry all the way by the Chief Assistant!" The whole capital is watching the joke: back then, I ignored him, but now I chase my wife until it rains. But Cen Yunshu only held an umbrella and smiled lightly: "Mr. Shen, a good horse never turns back." Later, one rainy night, the powerful Shen Shoufu stood outside the door of her courtyard, soaked to the skin, clutching a candy bar that she loved most when she was young, and his voice was hoarse: "Yunshu, I'm not a good horse." "... You ask me to look back, okay?" ——Preliminary period: Madam, please stop making trouble. ——Later: Madam, stop making trouble!